Sometimes I feel bad...

I know that it's not a bad thing, and I know it's not anyone's fault, but sometimes I feel bad that Nick and I were so lucky with concieving our little monkey so easily. I'm not saying I would trade our luck in for anything, I'm very, very grateful that we've had the fortune we've had.

I just feel bad because I've made a number of friends that are having trouble concieving their own children, and I don't want to rub it in that we're expecting, or how far along I am, or, whatever. I know that there is so much heartbreak with TTC, and especially T-TTC, and it's hard to say "I'm so sorry" and still have a little ticker showing how far along you are.

Totally random, depressing post... but I feel it's a bit overdue.

All that being said, we did see our NP today. She nixed any plans of drinking wine (even small glasses) by saying "Unless you plan to put alcohol in the babies bottle, there's no reason to drink. The alcohol crosses the placenta so quickly and easily, you'll be allowing your baby to drink. There's so much brain development going on between conception and when they're 2 years old, it's not worth the risk". And, as I've noted before Nick sees our NP's opinion as the word of gospel, so I won't be drinking until approx. June 2010 when our little baby heads toward the terrible two's. Good. Then I'll need a drink.

Babie's doing great, I'm doing great, we're all doing great.

19w, 3d

Big Ultrasound!

So, we officially know the sex of our baby. However, I'm not sharing until after this weekend, as my mom reads this blog, and I don't want the suprise ruined for her. (Mom, I'm sure you're checking this to see if I've "slipped") :)



The baby's measuring a couple of days early, and it weighs in at 11 oz. It's crazy to think our baby weighs as much as a can of soda!



On other news, I finally went and was professionaly measured for my pregnant boobs. The $10 target bras weren't cutting it anymore, and were pushing on my belly, which wasn't comfortable at all. Well, $70 later and an additional size up, the 'girls' are feeling much better.

That reminds me, it's about time for all the stats I post not as much as I should...

Weight - 147 lbs.
Size: 2/4 this doesn't really change, but I'm in 'small' maternity clothing...
Bra size: 34DD

:) More belly pics

Hopefully I can update these about every other week or so!

18w,1d

My friend is the best...

This is what she posted for me, since I've been a bit of a fashion nightmare lately... enjoy!

http://shoppingsmycardio.blogspot.com/2008/01/asked-and-answered-dressing-baby-bump.html

Thanks SMC!

17 w, 2d

Finally, a picture!

OK, OK, I've been promising for way too long (who am I promising? Myself? Sure...) Anyway, here's a picture of this week's belly.

I've finally got a few maternity clothes, because thank goodness! I can't handle trying to piece together 5 different shirts that cover my barely zipped pants. I had someone at work actually say to me (tease me) "Good God, woman! Zip up your pants!" I hung my head in shame and said quietly "I can't". So, now I'm looking reasonable, almost 5 days a week.

5 days is really all you need, because, to be completely honest, I could care less who sees me on the weekends. I live in the same small town that I grew up in, so I see at least one person I know when I leave my house, ALWAYS. My mom used to ask me why I was putting on makeup when we were just running to the store, and, when we'd get there, I'd chuckle as I said "Hi Sue!..."

So, a few more pieces are on their way. Apparently there's been a 'weather delay' in Salt Lake City. Why are they keeping my super duper, totally comfy clothes from my belly?!?!? I'm not really that heartless, but I do want jeans. I'm so sick of black pants. That's all I've got (as is shown in the photo to the left, what a shocker). My jeans are on the way! Yippie! Now, if they could just get out of Salt Lake.

I've been MIA

Well the holidays are behind us, I'm continuing to grow my little beer gut and I've recently started up knitting. I love knitting. But I have to be in a mood to knit. During the first trimester, I just wanted to lay on the couch and drift in and out of consciousness. Now that I've got a little more energy, I'm actually interested in sitting on the couch and knitting. Huh, go figure. I'm currently working on a super soft, machine washable knit blanket. I'm knitting it to match the bugaboo (yep, I'm a nerd) and it will have our last name monogrammed in the center of it. It's a simple, beautiful pattern and I really, truly love it.

I think it's also a change in the weather. It's either brisk and cold outside or it's gloomy and rainy. Nick's made a habit of building a fire and I'm encouraging said habit. I love being bundled up in my sweet maternity pj's and just comfy, cozy and warm.

WAY more fun than sitting at work, trying to get through the day while I dream of the couch, or the baby.

We've officially scheduled the big ultrasound to find out what our "it" is. I really can't wait. In the beginning, I thought it was a boy. In fact, I would have bet you $1 that it was a boy. Now? I really don't know... I did have a "feeling" yesterday that it's a girl, but that's since passed. Guess I'll have to wait the required 24 more days to find out...

15w,3d